At this moment, Yuan Qiong concentrated on controlling the size of the flame, and the medicinal herbs in the pot began to melt, and the water began to evaporate.

The heat in the pot is stirring, and the lid of the pot has a tendency to be lifted.

"Throw the Flame Spirit Fruit in! Crush the lid of the pot, and never let it be lifted!" Wild Mountain reminded.

Chu Yue on the side immediately understood how to do it, and when Yuan Qiong threw the spirit fruit into the hot pot, she immediately brought a heavy cutting board and pressed the lid of the pot.

The liquid medicine in the pot was churning, and Yuan Qiong's internal force was also exhausted, so he unhurriedly grabbed a handful of heavenly and earthly treasures and sent them to his mouth to replenish his internal strength.

Crazy Mountain paid attention to everything in the pot: "Boy, control the fire with one hand, and start to control the Yanyan Spirit Fruit in the pot with the other hand, so that all the medicinal liquid can be concentrated into the Spirit Fruit!"

Yuan Qiong nodded, his brows a little solemn, and he carefully controlled the yellow flames of the stove to gather together, scorching the center of the bottom of the pot.

The medicinal herbs that had turned into a black liquid in the pot were churning, and a large amount of hot air was hitting the wooden lid, and the pores were also spitting out strong white heat at the same time, whirring.

Wild Mountain and Chu Yue held it down, preventing the heat in the pot from flying to the lid.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Yuan Qiong freed his left hand and quickly stretched out to the top of the cauldron, palm facing down, and slowly grasped the fist, and the concentrated liquid in the pot also flowed into the cracks of the Yan Yan Spirit Fruit little by little.

The red Flame Spirit Fruit began to expand gradually, and the thick liquid in the pot decreased little by little.

"Oh no! the lid is about to be lifted!" "Chu Yue's whole body struggled to suppress the lid of the pot, and her strength became smaller and smaller.

With a bang, a finger-thick cutting board flew up, and the lid of the pot also rushed up.

The wild mountain eye was fast, and he jumped over the lid of the pot, suppressing the lid of the pot that rose from the riot, and the small body emerged with a power that did not match.

Originally, the lid of the pot that Chu Yue couldn't suppress with all his strength, was steadily stepped on by him, and the little puppy body stood firmly on it.

Crazy Mountain said in a deep voice: "Hold on! There is only a quarter of an hour left to succeed!"

Chu Yue was stunned for a moment, then immediately got up and pressed the weight of her entire body on the lid again.

Yuan Qiong was sweating profusely, the beads of sweat on his forehead slipped down and drooped on his eyelids, he blinked and shook off the beads of sweat, not daring to be too distracted.

As Mad Mountain said, there is still one last step before Dancheng, and now it is even more important to concentrate.

While absorbing the medicinal liquid, the dark red on the surface gradually began to turn black, and the body gradually expanded, and as the last bit of the medicinal liquid was absorbed, it floated in the pot entirely.

Yuan Qiong's left hand suddenly clenched, and the swollen spirit fruit was also squeezed and began to shrink, as if an invisible palm was clenching the Yan Yan Spirit Fruit, and its surface also began to appear wrinkles and pits.

"Boy, you must apply force evenly to make the surface of the pill smooth!" Crazy Mountain reminded in a deep voice.

Yuan Qiong nodded solemnly, his left hand that was clenched into a fist was released a few points, and the Yan Yan Spirit Fruit slowly rotated clockwise, and the surface began to become smoother and smoother.

Just when Yuan Qiong's internal strength was about to be exhausted again, the Yan Yan Spirit Pill was finally refined, and the fruity fragrance filled the kitchen, and then began to escape and spread to the guest hall next door.

The two people who were still chatting in the guest hall smelled the fragrance, and Yuan Zhiyuan couldn't help but wonder: "It's so rich in danxiang, could it be that someone is refining pills nearby?"

Cangnan was clever, stood up suddenly, and ran to the kitchen door in three steps and two steps, the door was closed at this moment, and it had been closed by Yuan Qiong from the inside.

"May I ask the alchemist senior, has the pill been refined?" Cang Nan asked respectfully, resting his right hand on the door and hesitating whether to push the door.

Yuan Qiong heard the footsteps outside the house, and his heart became nervous, if he was forcibly broken in by the other party at this moment, his small alchemy workshop of two people and one dog would be exposed. When the time comes, the matter of lying to an alchemist master will definitely be exposed, and he doesn't want the existence of the Crazy Mountain to be known by more people.

Glancing at the Wild Mountain, the latter nodded knowingly, and pretended to be angry: "The old man doesn't want to be disturbed when he is refining the pill!"

Hearing this, Cangnan hurriedly took a few steps back: "It's me who was rude, please atone for my seniors!"

"In that case, retreat quickly!" The voice in the room paused for a moment: "Disciple, this furnace of elixir is too variegated, come back and bring the materials!"

"Yes!"

Cangnan then heard Yuan Qiong's voice, as if their master and apprentice in the house were not satisfied with this furnace of elixir and were about to refine it again.

"It's worthy of being a master, and the requirements for yourself are strict, obviously people are in the house, but I don't feel the existence of a third person at all, unfathomable!"

Cangnan didn't suspect it at all, bent down to the kitchen, and quietly retreated to the guest hall.

Yuan Zhiyuan looked suspicious, could it be that there was really a hermit master in the kitchen, and he also took a fancy to his son and taught him the method of alchemy?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility became, no wonder the old man came uninvited early in the morning, and changed his normal state to support Yuan Qiong.

Back in the guest hall, Cangnan sighed with emotion and sighed, and praised Yuan Qiong vigorously, if it weren't for the fact that there was no granddaughter under his knees, he would not be able to propose marriage immediately.

It's no wonder that he is like this, alchemist is the most respected profession among cultivators, a sect is strong, the first must be strong, and the second must be a pill pharmacist.

The pill makes the monk stronger, and it can cure the monk more, the demand is huge, and the status of the pill master naturally rises and is respected.

Yuan Qiong became a pill pharmacist in the future, and he must have been rushed by the forces of the sect, and now it is the best time to get closer to him and care about him, and when he grows up, he may become a big man.

And in the kitchen, seeing the other party retreating, Yuan Qiong and Crazy Mountain breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did he call you senior just now?" Yuan Qiong asked, Cangnan himself is seventy or eighty years old, and it stands to reason that only people older than him deserve this title.

Crazy Mountain said disapprerovitically: "He misunderstood that I was a pill pharmacist, and the cultivation of the pill pharmacist was often above the foundation building period, and the cultivator respected the strong, so he naturally called me a senior." ”

He then said: "Ignore him for now, hurry up and put away the Yanyan Spirit Pill, the medicinal effect is the easiest to lose within an hour or two after the pill is completed!"

Yuan Qiong lifted the lid of the pot, a wave of qi rushed out, and the dark and mellow pill of the whole body flew up along the air flow, took out the pill bottle, and he accurately caught the pill that still had residual temperature.

There were not many impurities on the surface of the pill, and there were red irregular patterns, which were the marks left by the cracking of the skin of the Yanyan Spirit Fruit.

The whole pill looked quite exquisite, and Yuan Qiong put it into the pill bottle with satisfaction.

Crazy Mountain's eyes lit up: "Boy, the pills will be five or five points." ”

"Sanqi!"

"I rub your kid too unconscionable! Without me, you can't refine it, and I also taught you the fire control trick and the pill control hand!"

Yuan Qiong touched his nose, this is indeed the reason, and said loosely: "At most, four or six, you four and I six! I work alone throughout the whole process, and I can't do it in vain." ”

"Okay," Wild Mountain no longer bargained: "I've never seen you pick the door like this, you will definitely be a profiteer when you grow up!"

"What do you want the pill for, and it's not poisoned?"

Mad Mountain explained: "The elixir is refined from the essence of heaven and earth, absorbing the high-purity true qi between heaven and earth, and it only has the function of detoxification for you, and it also has the effect of restoring cultivation to me. ”

I see, Yuan Qiong nodded, but it is a little similar to the system, the system absorbs energy to maintain its operation, to ensure that its consciousness will not fall into dormancy, and the wild mountain also absorbs energy to maintain life, to ensure that his cultivation is restored little by little.

Yuan Qiong checked the remaining materials again, and there were still seventeen Flame Spirit Fruits left, which was enough.

Crazy Mountain urged: "Hurry up, go on, the Heavenly Treasure will lose a single point of medicinal effect if it is placed for a day, and it will be refined all today!"

Yuan Qiong nodded, smashed the materials according to the previous steps and began refining, this time the wild mountain asked him to try to refine five pieces at the same time.

Soon the second pot of pills was also refined, and the time taken was shorter than that of the first pot, and all five pills were perfectly refined, and none of them failed.

This surprised Wild Mountain, but he didn't say much.

Yuan Qiong was also encouraged, and the third furnace simply threw all the remaining twelve Flame Spirit Fruits into the pot.

But this time it didn't go so well, because the twelve pieces of refining together consumed too much energy, resulting in Yuan Qiong's energy replenishment was not timely, just swallowed the heavenly and earthly treasure in his mouth, and the energy replenished in his body was quickly consumed again.

In the end, when the pill came out of the pot, three of them cracked, and the effect of the medicine was lost.

There were a total of eighteen Flame Spirit Fruits, and fifteen were obtained after the refining was completed. Yuan Qiong was distressed holding the three shattered pills, these were all refined with incomparably precious heavenly and earthly treasures, especially the hundred-year-old Yanyan Spirit Fruit, which was even more priceless!

Crazy Mountain picked up a Flame Spirit Pill and put it in his mouth, this time according to four or six points, he got six, Yuan Qiong nine.

However, he still needs to take out two to Cangnan, which was agreed before.

Crazy Mountain comforted: "Are you so distressed? Actually, it was already very unexpected for me, so there is no need to be too sad." These are all elixirs that are not in the product, and if you refine the product-grade elixir in the future, you will know what the real elixir is!"

Generally, people who come into contact with alchemy for the first time are already good if they can refine five, and if they can refine ten, they can be called geniuses, and this kind of person is often a talent that the cultivation sect rushes to want.

Yuan Qiong was able to refine fifteen pieces, and this was the first time that Wild Mountain had encountered it in so long of life. It's not that he hasn't taught alchemy geniuses, when he was at the peak of his glory, he was also a master of the Dan Dao, with countless disciples.

But none of them can compare to Yuan Qiong.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, Crazy Mountain made such an evaluation of this Yuanqiong's alchemy in his heart.

There have also been times when there have been occasional people who have very good grades, and then they are mediocre. They often perform exceptionally well in one or two alchemies, and then they never do it again, even worse than ordinary people, drowning in the sea of people.

Yuan Qiong asked, "Grade elixir?"

"Cultivators have realm level divisions, and pills naturally also have grade divisions, in fact, all cultivation resources have strict grade standards.

The nine grades of the elixir, only the elixir that has entered the grade can be regarded as a real panacea. The Yan Yan Spirit Pill is at most a half-grade, and for cultivators, it is similar to the antidote used by mortals, and only the lowest level cultivators can use it. ”

Watching him talk eloquently, devaluing the pills he had worked so hard to refine as worthless, Yuan Qiong's face was black.

In the end, he resisted the urge to throw him into the pot and make a tooth sacrifice, Yuan Qiong took out an empty medicine bottle prepared in advance and put two Yan Yan Ling Pills into it.

As for the remaining seven pills, Yuan Qiong planned to find an opportunity to sell them another day. Even if this elixir is not precious, as Crazy Mountain said, it is indeed a genuine elixir for cultivators who only have the refining stage to the foundation building stage.